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you move farther and farther in the opposite direction of the beast

your halos wrap no hearts of embrace, for they drip in disappointment of this day

each day the wolf cries and the echoes of his screams now only vaporize as fast as they leave his tongue

this internal application, so frightfully never imagined to be escaping these two chattering lips

as he plunges through the tunnel each and every day, all the saints have fled

the saddening song of discomfort and loneliness that you can't blame on anything or anyone but yourself



the longsongs of the angels have moved onto more transparent programs and have

vaguely disconnected your channel from the network

and all that remains in tact is the shattered pieces of lost memories

attempting to regenerate in the scheme of humanity without success



the chemicals regurgitate the chipped surfaces of past corruption

erupting in the unaccepting actions of his own therapeutic dissatisfaction

killing him softly the razor blades lunge in and out of his consciousness

for death is strength's face painting



day by day each has numbed themselves to the reality of medication

as he unleashes himself of addiction they have all ran for the escape exit

there is no fire escape in eternal damnation, she whispers into the night



left outside in the rain with no cover

farther and farther away from any sort of anything



regardless of their reasoning, which remains a mystery

i am still left in the same condition

each thought brings me closer to the unsolved mysteries